Some Kind of Friendship
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
540
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Some Kind of Friendship
Title: Some Kind of Friendship
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ and http://lotr.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=1296789875 .
Mailing List: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/
Beta: none
Chapter: 1/1
Pairings: Angeal/Sephiroth
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Implied sex
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no money from this.
Summary: Written for the Final Fantasy VII Anonymous Kink Meme. Guess it’s not so anon anymore, huh? Request was: Angeal/Sephiroth. Alcohol, friendship, experimenting, a rather un-amused General who admits afterwards that it was his first time.
I totally failed at the prOns, but there is lots of emotional ow.
The tent was quiet compared the bustle of the military encampment outside. Sephiroth lay on his side staring at the tent wall. His pallet dipped on the other side, and his…friend, his…lover sighed as he sat.
“Seph…”
“Don’t call me that.”
Angeal sighed louder and hung his head in his hands. “I didn’t know what I was doing!”
“You could have stopped!”
“I was drunk! We were both drunk! And I don’t seem to remember you saying no at any point.”
“And that makes it ok?! I was practically comatose, Angeal. How could you?”
Angeal twisted and yanked on Sephiroth’s arm so he could see his face. He made a face as if he was startled straight down to his core to see tears tracking down pale cheeks.
Sephiroth yanked his arm back and forcefully turned back around to face the tent wall. “I…I always thought the first time was supposed to be…special. Not some drunken farce on a cold cot in the middle of a fucking war camp.”
Angeal winced. “That was…Gaia, Seph. I didn’t know.”
“Just like everyone else. You just want a fucking piece of me and don’t give a shit how you get it.”
“Seph-”
“Just get out, Angeal. Please.”
Angeal stood, looking down at the naked man on the cot. “I’m sorry.”
“Please leave.”
The older man sighed sadly and opened the tent flap and let it flop closed behind him. Sephiroth was right.
He had known he should have stopped.
He just hadn’t wanted to.
He smiled. Genesis owed him a thousand gil.
END
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ and http://lotr.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=1296789875 .
Mailing List: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/
Beta: none
Chapter: 1/1
Pairings: Angeal/Sephiroth
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Implied sex
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no money from this.
Summary: Written for the Final Fantasy VII Anonymous Kink Meme. Guess it’s not so anon anymore, huh? Request was: Angeal/Sephiroth. Alcohol, friendship, experimenting, a rather un-amused General who admits afterwards that it was his first time.
I totally failed at the prOns, but there is lots of emotional ow.
The tent was quiet compared the bustle of the military encampment outside. Sephiroth lay on his side staring at the tent wall. His pallet dipped on the other side, and his…friend, his…lover sighed as he sat.
“Seph…”
“Don’t call me that.”
Angeal sighed louder and hung his head in his hands. “I didn’t know what I was doing!”
“You could have stopped!”
“I was drunk! We were both drunk! And I don’t seem to remember you saying no at any point.”
“And that makes it ok?! I was practically comatose, Angeal. How could you?”
Angeal twisted and yanked on Sephiroth’s arm so he could see his face. He made a face as if he was startled straight down to his core to see tears tracking down pale cheeks.
Sephiroth yanked his arm back and forcefully turned back around to face the tent wall. “I…I always thought the first time was supposed to be…special. Not some drunken farce on a cold cot in the middle of a fucking war camp.”
Angeal winced. “That was…Gaia, Seph. I didn’t know.”
“Just like everyone else. You just want a fucking piece of me and don’t give a shit how you get it.”
“Seph-”
“Just get out, Angeal. Please.”
Angeal stood, looking down at the naked man on the cot. “I’m sorry.”
“Please leave.”
The older man sighed sadly and opened the tent flap and let it flop closed behind him. Sephiroth was right.
He had known he should have stopped.
He just hadn’t wanted to.
He smiled. Genesis owed him a thousand gil.
END